This is a song about "Exposition metaphor irony characterization imagery"

The irony, prior to the hurdles we leap,

Your mouth, i don't need, your legs, you can keep

And i can't even trip, cause i'm just laughin at cha

Imagery, i paint pictures, stay sicker, i tore this raw,

Unique imagery with a source of complete symmetry.

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Spittin' pictures, imagery irrelevant

And nine out of ten broads call a nigga arrogant

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

Thought that i was prayin', but god love's the irony

Follow the irony, dick van dyke,to get use to lifeline,

Step in the club and it's all eyes, champagne i sip mine

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

So baby don't miss with me cause i'm sick like an ill metaphor